Feb 18, 2009 09:57
Z: So have you made any decisions about your Residency stuff, Bex?
Me: Nope, I have to figure that out this week. Its complicated. I've been thinking about it a lot.
Z: Well, where do you want to go? Why is it so-called "complicated"?
Me: I want to go to LA!
Z Incredulously: So Choose LA!
Me: Its complicated, I mean first just cuz I choose where I want to go doesn't mean that they pick me. Also, I'm worried about you, and if you'd be happy in LA.
Z: Bex, Choose LA, I mean I lived in Venezuela. I adapted. I'm adaptable. At least they speak the same language in LA. It'll be easy.
Me: Yeh...
Z: So what do you mean they have to pick you...?
Me: Well I write down all the programs I want to go to, then they write down all the people they want in the program. Then you find out if you picked each other.
Z: Why wouldn't they pick you?
Me: Well like, if I smelt like cheese, or something during my interview, they wouldn't pick me.
Z: I hope you didn't smell like cheese in LA.